From Surgery to the Shores of Papua New Guinea: A Story of Mercy, Mission, and Second Chances

Two years ago, on July 12, 2023, I was being wheeled into surgery to remove a two-pound tumor from the base of my right lung. There were a lot of unknowns—uncertainty about recovery, uncertainty about the diagnosis, and uncertainty about what lay ahead. I didn’t know if that day would mark a turning point toward healing or if it would begin a long and difficult road ahead. But I held on to hope and to the God who has never once failed me.

Fast forward to January 2025, and I found myself stepping onto the deck of the YWAM Liberty, a medical mission ship now serving along the remote coastlines of Papua New Guinea. Not just as a visitor—but given the immense privilege to help lead the ship alongside my amazing wife, Kristy.

From that operating room to now walking the beaches of scattered island villages—places where health and dental clinics are run under palm trees, Bibles are translated into oral mother tongue languages, and reading glasses restore dignity—I see the unmistakable fingerprints of a merciful God.

We’ve witnessed thousands receive medical and dental care, been part of malaria and TB testing initiatives, distributed life-changing water filters, and handed out hundreds of pairs of reading glasses (a task I do with a knowing smile—because as someone who depends on mine, I understand the gift they are).

Even more profound is seeing the start of Bible translation work in several languages, many of which had never had God’s Word in a form people could understand. To stand on the shores of a coastal village and see people beginning translation, preserving their culture, and knowing we will eventually record and distribute it- and hopefully record worship songs in their own language —there are no words for that. Only tears, awe, and deep gratitude.

Through all of this, I am keenly aware: I did not walk this path alone. Kristy, my rock and partner in mission, walked every step beside me. Our family walked with us through the storm. And countless friends and saints prayed, interceded, and believed with us. My deepest thanks to you all.

I am not here because I am strong, or capable, or worthy. I am here because God is merciful, because His grace is sufficient, and because He is a God who loves us and desires for all to know Him.

So when I stand today on the beach of a remote island surrounded by laughter, healing, Scripture, and joy—I don’t just see a mission field. 

I see the faithfulness of God.

I see His mercy activated in my life.

And countless times in the past months I have paused, looked around in deep gratitude, and said, “Thank You God for second chances.”

Written by Jeff Wilke